A small town with a lot of history, and dangerous secrets. Some say parts of it are haunted, even possessed. A variety of creatures roam the small town, from fairies to shapeshifters to vampires. What lies behind closed doors and roads that dead end?

"Wait." Aria heaved, sitting foward. She stared at him in the dark hotel room, a smile breaking over her lips. She could see the eagerness in his eyes, sense the connection mounting between them. She crawled towards the edge of the bed, pressing her chest against him and whispering in his ear. "It's your turn." She told him in a breathless fashion, her fingers moving towards his belt buckle.

She had already been turned down twice that night, one more time might kill the moment. She decided to try anyway. Her lips slid across his rippling muscles, teasing the sensative flesh. She finally got his belt buckle undone, pulling it off slowly.

His hands froze on her thighs when Aria told him to wait. At first he was afraid he had pushed her too far, reminding her of that night not so long ago. When she crawled towards him Justin thought he might lose it. The sight of her was breathtaking. Her fingers worked with his belt buckle. He moaned when her lips skimmed over his flesh. He looked down at Aria, his eyebrows raised. "Whoa, Aria, what are you doing?"

"Just relax, Justin." She whispered between kisses, fumbling with his fly. She finally got it unfastened and dropped his jeans. Her fingers stroked his length through the think fabric of his boxers, dropping to cup him. Her kisses trailed south across his abs, her fingers moving to curl in the elastic of his boxers. "Do you want me to stop?" She asked, glancing up at him. She hoped his answer would be no.

Justin was no longer aware of what was right and wrong when Aria stroked him. He just wanted to feel her. "No," he said in a hoarse voice. His jaw was clenched, the veins on his neck constricted against his flesh.

Aria pressed a hand to his chest, standing and steering him back onto the bed. She shoved him down with a smile, coiling her fingers in his boxers and pulling them down. Justin made her hot everytime she looked at him, seeing him naked made her wet too. His erection was thick and hard, begging for attention. Leaning down, she rubbed her cheek across the smooth skin. She teased him, like he had teased her in the alleyway.

Justin sucked in a breath, his hands gripping the bed sheets. Her warm cheek rubbed against him. He closed his eyes, knowing that if he looked at her he wouldn't be able to control himself. He could hurt her. "Aria," he whispered in a warning tone, not meaning it at all. He wanted her to continue more than anything.

"Shh." She hushed him. He slid past her lips. A warm and welcome presence filled her mouth, making her hum with pleasure. Her tongue danced around the head, sliding over the shaft in a playful motion. She felt him getting even harder in her mouth, her body craving for him. Her fingers massaged the tender skin at the crease of his hips. Her hand strayed farther and farther towards the inside of his thigh.

Aria's mouth was hot and tight as she sucked and teased his erection. "Fuck," he groaned. His neck arched, his jaw tight. All he wanted was to turn her over on her stomach and take her from behind, slamming his shaft between her tight walls. He wanted to hear her scream and beg for more. Justin needed to feel her walls clenching around his prominent male member as he filled her with his seed. He wanted to calim Aria as his, their scents mingling so that everyone would know who she belonged to. As the fantasies tortured him Justin fought the urge to grip her hair and force his length deeper.

Her fingers finally met their destination, trailing across the drawn skin and cupping the weight in her palm. She kneaded the sensative globes, timing her caress to mimick her suckling. His length continued to glide between her lips, awakening other urges inside her. She murmured with pleasure, wanting to feel him between her thighs. How her body craved for him, it was almost unbearable.

Justin couldn't take it any longer. There was too much built up. "Oh fuck, Aria," he moaned. His toes pointed as his climax rolled through his body. His seed spilled into her hot mouth. He didn't dare open his eyes, afraid the dream would end.

Aria drank him in, running her tongue along his shaft. She kissed kissed his tip, pulling away. "Your welcome." She smiled, climbing onto the bed and sinking in beside him. She traced her fingers across his bare chest, feeling suddenly exhausted. The sun was starting to peak through the windows. They must have been at it all night.

"You...are...amazing," Justin mumbled as he placed kisses on Aria's face. He pulled her closer, laying face to face and laid the blanket over their naked bodies. "You didn't have to do that, you know," he whispered, tucking a lock of her blond hair behind her ear. His eyes were soft as he stared at her, taking in her beauty. He turned over on his back. His arms circled Aria's waist and pulled her thin body to rest on top of his, her head on his chest. He made sure she was covered by the sheets and blankets, afraid she might get cold. His hand rested on her lower back as he looked down at her. "I never want to let you go," Justin whispered in a tender voice.

Aria snuggled into his chest, listening to the beat of his racing heart. "Then don't." She whispered back, her fingertips skating across his chest. The chorus of his breathing, his heartbeat, and soft words were so comforting to her. She honestly never wanted him to let her go. She was so content being with him, feeling so safe in his arms. "It's snowing." She told him, her eyes drifting out the window to the flakes of white. "Keep me warm." She mumbled, on the brink of sleep.

Justin looked out the window. Snowflakes scurried in the cold weather outside. He smiled, holding Aria a little tighter. "Always," he mumbled. Justin tuned in to her heartbeat, feeling it pounding in her chest. He felt as if they had become one already, but he knew that was impossible. One more step and they would be bound forever. He let the sound of her breathing and the feel of her heart beating carry him to sleep.

Aria stirred, feeling slightly chilled. Sitting up, she glanced around the hotel room. Clothes were disgarded over the floor, her bra hanging off a lamp and his boxers draped over the television. She stretched and yawned, snuggled deeper into the blankets and looking down at him. He looked so peaceful. It was kind of adorable. Leaning down, she kissed the corner of his mouth and pressed her hand to his chest.

Justin groaned, wrapping his arms around the warmth. "Don't wanna wake up," he mumbled, burying his face in her neck. She was so soft and warm. He didn't want to wake up to the reality of the outside world. He just wanted to lay in bed with Arianna all day long.

Aria let out a giggle, playfully straining against his hug. "Well, you have to wake up." She teased, sliding a finger over his moist lips. "Because, I'm hungry." She told him, dragging the finger over his chin and in circles across his chest.

He chuckled and rolled them over so that he was pinning her to the bed. He grinned down at her, lowering his lips to her. "I'm hungry, too." Justin's length rubbed against her inner thigh. He teased her neck with kisses, nipping at her skin.

Aria's breath caught in her throat, feeling his smooth length slide across her thigh. She was almost instantly wet. She bit her bottom lip, trying to behave herself. "Not fair." She told him, barring her neck for his kisses instead.

Justin placed a soft kiss on her neck and pulled away suddenly. He flopped over to the other side of the bed and grinned. He folded his arms behind his bed on the pillow. "After that little stunt you pulled last night I'd say it's fair." He flashed Aria his loving, carefree grin and winked. "Wanna shower together? We'll save water." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, his classic grin still on his face.

Aria laughed, unable to hold a pout. At least, not with those eyes and that trademark grin poised back at her. "I like the way you think." She threw back the blankets, not at all ashamed over her naked body. She knew he appreciated every inch of her. Strolling towards the bathroom, she bowed down to start the hot water.

Justin followed after her, admiring her curves and the way her breasts bounced as she walked. He felt himself growing more eager at the sight of her. When he walked into the bathroom and saw her bending over the tub he let out a whistle. "Damn. Now that is a nice view." Justin smirked. Images of him bending her over and planting her face into the matress as he took her from behind filled his thoughts. One day soon he would be able to do that to her.

The hot water sprayed from the overhead shower head. Aria straightened, turning around to smile at him. Her eyes travelled south to his erection. "I'm glad you like it." She pressed a hand to his torso, her eyes drifting back to his. "Because, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you will be seeing this view every morning for the rest of your life." She turned, stepping under the water.

Justin grinned. "Well, fuck me." He licked his lips, following her into the shower. He pushed away the wet hair from her face, pecking her on the lips. He grabbed the shampoo and squirted it into his hand. Smiling down at her he lathered her hair, massaging her scalp.

Justin's eyes widened, and his face fell. "Oh, shit." He turned her around, grabbing a wet washcloth and handing it to her. He kept his hands on her thin shoulders. "Open your eyes and let the water wash it out," he told her.

Aria squinted a little, letting the hot water spray into her eyes. She wiped the washcloth over her brow, her face scrunched as she tried to look Justin. "It stings." She told him, her vision blurred. The water cascaded down her back, rinsing the shampoo from her hair.

Justin pursed his lips, holding back a grin. The way she blinked rapidly and scrunched her face was adorable. "Sorry," he said, tilting her bead back against his chest, her back pressed against him. He rinsed the rest of the shampoo out of her hair and kissed her cheek.

Aria leaned into him a little more than necessary, figuring she could get away with it. He did, after all, get soap in her eyes. "Where are you taking me for breakfast?" She asked, running her fingers through her hair to rinse out all the shampoo.

Justin cleared his throat, his lower member slightly uncomfortable. He propped her up and moved away from her, out of the water. He stared at the wall as he spoke, trying to get the image of her out of his mind. "This corny little coffee place called Espresso Yourself. Can you, uh, hurry up?" he mumbled, wanting her out of the shower as quick as possible.